My best friend from high school is a huge racist. I really wasn't aware of it until after we had children and her kids started wanting to be friends with black kids. We had a mutual friend in high school that was black and she gave no hint that she was racists back then. She is a democrat by the way, her dad was in the union (meat packing), he is racist as well. She is the one I loaned money to two christmas's ago and hasn't spoken to me since. She rarely votes so I doubt she voted in the last presidential election.
My grandma (my dad's mom) is racist but she is the little old lady kind of racist, probably like Obama's grandma's kind of racist.
One of my aunt's and an uncle are racist. My mom got into a fight with my aunt about it recently, I was very proud of my mom for speaking out and not just ignoring it.
My best childhood friend is half white half Mexican and has three black kids. Her dad (Mexican) was strongly against her relationship with black guys, her mom (who was white) wouldn't even recognize that the kids were her grandchildren. It has gotten so much better over the years. Her mother now embraces the kids and her dad has as well. The father of her first two kids was the stereotypical black guy who fathers a ton of kids from different women. Didn't pay child support or was in the kids lives at all. Her first husband (she wasn't married to the first guy) was an ok guy, she had another baby but they divorced because he drank all the time. Then in the last 7 years or so she married another black guy, retired military guy with great kids. They have stayed at our house a few times while visiting family members in Dallas and I can tell that he really loves her. She deserves it because she is one of the best person and mothers I have ever known.
The family of her first two kids were racist. Said nasty comments to her face frequently. They lived in an area they called the "quarters" in Humble Texas. If anyone knows what the "quarters" are like you would know that they had no room to put anyone down. My friend lived in a nice house in a nice area yet they called her white trash (even though she looked more hispanic than white). I went with her to the "quarters" twice. I feared for my life both times. Her boyfriend's home had dirt floors, I kid you not. Yet these people thought my friend wasn't good enough for their loser son who didn't/doesn't work and gets numerous women pregnant and has yet to support one of them.